after all

in the morning
moon
the light
reflected
is abundant

and quite
enough
to illuminate
a reality
I prefer

but day
will come
and the sun
will shine

then I will
see
exactly
what it is
I defy

there
across the
road
your disinterest
waves
in the wind

and the crows
alight
upon
the
rhythm
of the
moving
stems

you
will
never
return

I
am
all
alone